Let's burning
Now that the weather's warmed up enough to have people over again we've regained our reputations as the roudy young gaijin in our neighborhood, which is by in large dominated by people well over the of age 80. We're really not that bad, but when you factor in that our walls are literally paper-thin and everyone around us is in bed at 8 with the windows down it's pretty much impossible to do much of anything without expecting a complaint the following morning delivered in the form of Mizuuchi-san, our supervisor, whom they call whenever they have an issue to settle with us. That or they choose an even more passive-aggressive way of expressing their disapproval- by assembling outside my window early morning and discussing it in loud voices for me to overhear, whether I want to or not. Admittedly, our last complaint was not unwarranted. After a particularly sandy day at the beach we thought it'd be fun to go back to the house and burn our massive haystacks of weeds tha
